Author. Poet. Actor. Playwright. Director.
It’s just a whisper now,
a scent that flavours the air
when it rains.
No more echoes,
just a distant sound;
an old phrase
that catches on
in passing.
I greet the Jasmines
in the morning,
light of heart,
rid of the heavy thorns
of roses;
no deep red petals
to drown my senses.
I am free.
Free to take the Lily
on its dare,
if it finds me.
A Scent That Flavours the Air
July 5, 2021
I dreamed a beautiful scene
tonight;
cradling you in my arms,
showering your face
with little kisses.
You asked why I wept
and hushed me before I could
whisper my fear;
you said you’re here.
And I felt myself break into pieces
as I stood
to turn on the light,
and picked up the pen.
Midnight
April 5, 2021
The valley is silent
Save for the shuffling
Of red roses,
Gently kissed
By the sweet breeze
Of my child-like longing.
And soft, soft,
They whisper
Your careful words;
Closely, I listen.
They say from the hilltops,
Somewhere near the shuls,
They hear you singing
Amidst the roar
Of the nearby falls.
And somewhere, a note
From the mellow tunes,
Speaks of a name
You so oft used
To call me.
In the hush
Of the approaching noon,
Their scent caresses
My being.
I see them dancing
To my strides,
All abloom; their petals,
Washed
With the pink-red
Of your lips’ touch.
Rose Valley
October 8, 2020
Through fiery arches
and columns,
disintegrating
shafts, flutes, and plinths,
we will run;
I will hold your hand.
To the other side
of this crumbling temple,
far from the rubble,
where the grass awaits
wet with morning dew,
I will walk with you.
See the skies burning
with the new day’s light;
towers
rising above tomorrow’s
hills and plains
where we will sit with Pain
and listen
‘til it’s but a whisper
under the crescent’s glimmer.
Watch!
The fireflies dancing
to the songs of minstrels.
I am but a scribbler;
I have none to offer
but my words.
But if you come with me,
I can take you
to incredible worlds
if only for a night’s wink.
And together,
we will inscribe our dreams
into reality
and each other’s names
to infinity!
A New Day’s Light
October 2, 2020
So here’s my first real attempt for a sonnet.
So is your beam like sunlight to my day
Which glimmers in the gloom of starless nights;
As still my boat from its unsteady sway,
Your words bring peace to my tumultuous flights.
So do I search for you in all my thoughts
And find you there so oft to my surprise;
Without you, all my days will be for naught
Like a child without her blanket thus she cries.
And so I pray you, please don’t leave my side,
For I shall not forsake you, joy or strife;
My love for you never will I hide
And I will treasure you for all my life.
So long as you are here, I am at peace
And every woe turns to unbounded bliss.
Sonnet 1
September 27, 2020